(oneshot) I'm Gay
Gay. I am. Gay. There, that's it. That's all I have to say. Or. Hey, Cal. I like boys too. And girls. But right now I like boys more. Well, actually I prefer men. I thought that I liked women. Like. More. But I….I don't.
He won't understand. He'll just laugh. Why am I doing this again? Because it's been beating the living shit out of you ever since you found out by kissing a person of the male category and you need to tell someone… I need advice. Shit. How did it come down to this again?
I walk to Charlie's office. I'm now hesitating, my hand playing the invisible piano above the handle. OPEN IT. No. Now. Now. I open the door.
"Yes?" Charlie says before looking up. He was in the middle of filing or some crap.
"I can see you're busy, I-" I attempt to say when he interrupts me. "No, it's fine, sit." Shit. I sit opposite him, twiddling my thumbs anxiously. "Go on then, what's happened?" I look up and blurt out " It's personal and I need your help…"
"Hmmm." He mumbles before starting to guess "You're a stripper?" I can tell he picturing it, this isn't a laughing matter.
"It's to do with...Well, advice really, I need to tell someone, well everyone something." I say
"No can-do, I'm too busy, now fuck off"
"What? Actually, yeah that's fine I'll just-"
"I was joking, Ethan."
I nod as if I knew that. We sit in silence. I open my mouth but the words just don't come out.
"OK, well, are you gonna tell me?" He asks.
"Err, well, the thing is I think-well, I know that I'm… Well, you know when you're sure you don't like something, but then you try it again and you do and, well, it's just- it's like-"
He interrupts me, "SPIT IT OUT SON!"
I'm completely silent, then I gulp,staring up at him wide-eyed. "I think I like..I think I like something, well, someone more then-"
"NOW!" yet again the old bastard interrupts,
"I AM GAY!" I yell, for once not close to tears. I hear a creak. The door is open. Someone stands right in the doorway. "I didn't mean to interrupt…" A voice says. I get up and turn around.
My brother is here. Standing right in front of me. I've literally come out to everyone, everyone is peering from the reception desk. The door has been open. Shit.